favorite joe budden verse

[killa the goat]

he got so many probably family reunion for me.

I flow sickly, ridin, bumpin old Biggie
Roll with me or lose weight, Nicole Richie
fukk plat, if I don't reach diamond fame
I treat a nikka's face like the old Simon game
Figured out why men try us
Cause we OD on rims and then tires, for that we Len Bias
All it takes is a punch
He ain't brave, he a punk
I'll put his family in boxes, meet the Brady Bunch
How y'all feel yourselves?
Should kill yourselves, us Cowboys don't need you, you Bill Parcells
And you ain't got to empty your pockets when the K's out
Whatever you holdin is mine, we my PayPal
See I don't get how this guy is a threat
I make his life inept for a pie to the neck
Ride or die, if you both nikka, ride to the death
I a cappella the whole left side of his vest
Not retirin, still got that pension pendin
Tryin to pop the hood and see the engine missin
Double barrelled shotgun, have your men get missin
She got pretty brown eyes and she in mint condition
Oh the cig in the car, you diss en moi
Take the ratchet go home and just Chris Benoit
Tell a bird like it is, you promise the broad
I one line her (you), you Isiah Thomas the broad
I could send a clique cartridge at a nemesis target
And catch a ROR on some Jena 6 charges (naw)
Naw, I'll put this thing away
I don't even need a whole hairdo to flip 'em, all it take is one finger wave
Been in the bing for days, show you how I'm real
Come home to the truck with the Optimus Prime grill
Handed out crack, got the scene poppin off
They not sleepin on 'em, the fiends is noddin off
For real, tell me how you a thug and you Superman? (nikka)
I just seen you in the club doin the Superman (nikka)
A bunch of clowns homes
All I need in this world is the pound chrome, Huxtable brown stone
Major paper (I mean), cake by the layers
If these dudes is live, I'm the Creative Player
They callin 'em 'Kings' when they so so hot
Something's wrong with that picture, must be Photoshop
I don't promote violence, but when sparkin the flame - BLAM
Arms start wavin like the Carlton Banks dance
When them tools go pop, it move whole blocks
Come around with your dog and get Cooljo shot
These MC's is lame, I try to be an MC with brains
These nikkaz is MC Brains
Bein nice, rappers is far from bein nice
I'm on the rooftop recordin, nikkaz is bein sniped
It's like

 

[Cladyclad]

My 1st time locked up I was a child...

"Young Niqqas"

I loved that 2nd verse

 

[Digga38]

Once "Pump It Up" stop soaring, there's a few motherfukkers stopped calling
See I remember shyt spread like cancer
I would call folks, said folk ain't answer
A few chicks running started pulling they pants up
A few stopped acting like my private dancer
But a light bulb hit once they started to neglect me
See there I was, thinking I was all that sexy but I
Nah fukk that
Cause I'm still sexy, young and fly
Know-what-I-mean, ya heard?


Thats why he is damn near my favorite with Nas and he Top 10 to me

nikkas dissected his own fall off and made it hot...

he keeps it real real...how many artist is actually like that....

 

[Vonte3000]

You not talking about THIS Joe Budden are you?

I'm sorry but once you join LAHH your entire catalog goes to the garbage bin

Lost all respect for him and some fro Slaughterhouse when I saw him crying on those promos




ether

 

[DonRe]

And so it start

" I don't want to live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking on my front"

That whole song is fukkin incredible and heartfelt. My first thought was, It's insane how a rapper can be so vulnerable on a track.

 

[CashmereThoughts]

short summer

[Verse 2]

Which wrong are you an heir to
How can I be compared to
nikka you fallin off with a parachute
Ya stack short, you got some earnin to do
You new school, just means you got some learnin to do
I don't care to argue
You to easy to tear apart through
What I hear is partial, that whole project is Sarah Marshall
And I don't know what type of shyt you on
I tried to make you get the point but you was Chris Duhon
So where's Ray Felton when you need em
When nikkas show you who they really are you should believe them
Catch me with the top down, turnpike speedin
Bout to have Jersey on fire like Cleveland
With my back in the wall I ain't never got slayed shyt
Lebron was king until that pressure got Wade/weighed
So if you marry the game I'll be at the alter waitin
With some nikkas I don't call till it's an altercation
Less bail money, less court cases
More mile high, more vacation
More of my back rubbed, more of my feet massaged
Had me thinkin she invented face time, Steve Jobs
They can't stay afloat, they prolly need a mention
We in two different boats, but yours need an engine
Nerve of you nikkas I earth you nikkas
Took the meringue out of shorty, birth you nikkas
Dog, I hear everything you say
You Steve Irwin to a upset stingray
A lighter to a upset Jean Grey
Now who's hotta, you notta
True scholar, new prada, a few dollars
nikkas want to hit em with the chrome like blaka
I'm waiting for them when they get home like Posada
How did he compare a stove to hells kitchen
That just make a man real mad, Mel Gibson
So death to all the bullshyt by any means
Kill em all, hang em from the ceilin using skinny jeans
For aspiring rappers that want to pop a can
For the families of Sean Bell, Oscar Grant
nikka ya heat wave is almost up
Playing for keepsake you almost fukked
So when you talk about Joe
When you done being critical
Say the painter was wild
But he made sure the portrait was original

 

[Boogie]

You misspelled corniest my nikka

 

[sayyestothis]

Pick any verse from walk with me..track so ill...

 

[Digga38]

I come from where so many people were raised with neglect
Cops tryin to meet they quota, thirsty to make an arrest
All my wrongdoings did, was put my faith to a test
Which made me much stronger, guess my mistakes were correct


Aftermath

 

[the artist known az]

This verse gets me so hype

Uh-huh, l-look look; I wear a K as a weapon
Eye through scope case my foes at the top of my stairway to heaven
And I, pop a big step, dressed in my fly shyt
IPod, headphones on bumpin my shyt
I never cared, I was careless
Fear bein afraid (or) or maybe I'm afraid to be fearless
(Or) Or fear bein fearless but fearful
So even in my carelessness, gotta be careful
I'm like, who's that lookin threw my peephole?
When did my alter-ego get a ego?
He wants the rims chrome
Me I'm tryin to push the pedal 'til my FOOT'S on the ground like a Flintstone
Bluetooth, my girl on the horn bickerin
But even though when she SCREAM I hear it like whisperin
I been around noise all my life
I've been poised baby all my life, just let me live my life!
Live yours, make your own highlight
Then meet me at the top like a butterfly knife
Then you'll, learn how to see without eyesight
If, at first you don't succeed then try twice
See I don't write it I will it, reel it, real shyt
Paint a masterpeice then unveil it, come I'm 'bout to reveal it!
Destroy it, rebuild it
Then conceal it before another nikka steals it (I mean)
Milk shyt, not a pessimist, I'm a realist
When you think you on, I go and hit the killswitch
Drummer rockin, he's ill bytch
If they sleep don't wake 'em, just drill shyt
See I'm somethin they gotta deal with!

 

[NV-ME]

all of me is his best song, but verse wise; obviously dumbout, last verse

 

[GhettoNintendo]

''I'll acapella the whole left side of his chest''

 

[Phillyrider807]

Dumb out

 

[*Hulks Up*]

Buddens-NBA (on NBC)
Jump off you rap guys is a joke
I'm here to take the scoring title without the green light from my coach
Man, don't make me have to smack your lineup
I'm Michael Jordan y'all Harold Minor's that rap vagina
All black ski mask, gloves, tuck the thing
Drive slow, lights out like "I love this game"
I live this y'all paint that pic
And like Magic I'm starting to believe y'all dudes ain't that sick
Might see ya boy scooping up a bird to get knowledge
Number one draft pick and I skipped college
Snakes in the trenches I peep those, get injured
End up like Grant Hill on the bench in your street clothes
Talk about he real, how he quick with a glock
But like Kurt Thomas he ain't good for shyt on the block
See the gleam from the shoes
Man, I don't mean to seem rude
Gunshots do you like Vancouver make your team move

 

[ManBearPig]

Listen up as the center reports
my inner thoughts are like a inner war
headaches act as a trembling force on my mental ward
mentals distraught
every word fromt his sentence the boss
it’s brought to you like the people your ministers Porsche
tight roping on dental floss
before the haters begin to get lost
coke and weed got my temperment off
but why would my temper get lost
when as soon as the temperature frost
I’m probably having intercourse in a resort
criminal report, pricey condo’s at a minimal cost
my train of thought aint as simple as yours
so if our paths happen to incidentally cross
I pray that you can overlook all my miniature flaws
until then lets let the bass kick
take the shots straight I dont see a need to chase it
trying to fight the urge til there’s something to replace it
I welcome ya’ll to be my co-pilots on this spaceship